When Nintendo announced Phantasy Star Online for the GameCube, I was pretty keen. Until I remembered how incredibly dull and repetitive the Dreamcast versions were. A A B! A A B! A A B! A A B! A A B! A A B! A A B! A A B! A A B!

Our apartment at the time was very small, but I was reaching epic new levels in katamari-like hoovering of all the cool shit in Japan. I had some eight warehouse racks in a tiny room by the time I wrote this, stacked floor to ceiling with games and consoles and weird shit like you've never seen.

This is a long one, but it sort of encapsulates my online life in a nutshell.

Basically, I believe that people will - when violently confronted with their own pathetic inadequacies - change their behaviour and become better people because getting harassed all the time sucks, right?

Well, it turns out the only person doing the harassing is me, and they sort of dislike me for it.

I dunno, when someone tells me I'm wrong, I fix my shit. Am I the only one?

And yes, I realize the irony of an English comic with spelling mistakes. Fuck you.